Pampering wife without restraint

The passionate environment in Dimai Bar did not make He Yufei happy.

Despite the overwhelming number of comments on her behalf on the Internet.

However, just an hour ago, she received a call from He Hengchuan, and the harsh scolding seemed to still echo in her ears.

"You jinx! It's all because of you that our He family is in an irretrievable situation!"

His voice was almost a roar, and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into He Yufei's heart.

Cheng Ying also chimed in: "You are such a disaster. You have never brought any good things to our family since you were born!"

After listening to those abusive words, He Yufei hung up the phone without hesitation and put them on the blacklist.

But even so, her mood was still very low.

She sat alone in a dim corner, pouring cup after cup of bitter liquid down her throat until the alcohol numbed her nerves.

Just then, Xu Xiye appeared in her sight.

Seeing He Yufei drinking so depressedly, he rushed over and snatched the wine glass from her hand.

"Xiao Fei, that's enough!"

He Yufei tried to take back the wine glass. Her hands waved feebly in the air, her voice sounding drunk and unwilling:

"No, I haven't had enough! I want more!"

Xu Xiye said in a low and mellow voice: "Xiao Fei, I won't let you hurt yourself like this."

He Yufei was somewhat unconscious and shouted loudly:

"Go away, go away! I don't need your pity! They all say that I am a disaster star and only bring misfortune to others."

She curled up in a corner of the sofa. Only in this empty corner could one understand how lonely she felt at the moment.

Today is her mother's death anniversary, which is a heartbreaking day for her.

Her mother's gentle face kept appearing in her mind, but that warm smile was now only a memory.

This undoubtedly made her already heavy mood even gloomier, like a dark cloud that made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Xu Xiye looked at her lonely and desolate figure, and an indescribable pain surged in his heart.

He hugged her tightly: "Xiao Fei, you have to cheer up and don't let them beat you down. It's not worth it to hurt yourself for such a family."

A bitter smile appeared on He Yufei's lips. She shook her head gently, with endless desolation in her voice:

"You don't understand. They never considered me a family member. In their eyes, I am just a burden and a disaster."

Xu Xiye's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something. He took a step closer and gazed at He Yufei tenderly:

"Xiao Fei, you are wrong. You have never been a disaster. You are the unique and most beautiful existence in this world. No matter what storms you will experience in the future, I will always be by your side."

He Yufei lowered her head, tears silently sliding down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string.

"Leave me alone and let me drink." She tried to hide her inner fragility with a stubborn tone.

Xu Xiye did not hesitate. He said softly, "Okay, since you want to drink, I will drink with you."

He knew that what she needed at this moment was not comfort, but release.

So, Xu Xiye accompanied He Yufei and drank one cup after another.

Their figures swayed under the lights, as if blending into the noisy world.

Alcohol eroded their sanity and brought them closer and closer.

When the last glass of wine was finished, He Yufei was already drunk and lost consciousness.

Xu Xiye looked at her tear-stained face, and the pain in his heart felt like being cut by a sharp knife.

He picked her up gently, as if she were a rare treasure, and carefully brought her back to Parkview Mansion.

He Yufei almost collapsed in his arms, mumbling some sad words.

Entering the room, he laid her steadily on the soft bed.

Her hair was scattered messily on the pillow, losing her former coolness, but adding a bit of lovable charm.

At this moment, He Yufei suddenly stretched out her slender fingers, gently hooked his neck, and pulled him towards her.

He was caught off guard and leaned forward slightly, almost getting close to her cold face.

The two people's breaths intertwined in an instant, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

He Yufei's eyes were blurred, her lips were slightly parted, and as red as blood.

Xu Xiye's heartbeat accelerated at this moment, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Reason told him that he had to leave.

He tried to get up, but He Yufei held him tightly, with her arms wrapped around his neck like vines, making him unable to move.

"Don't go..." There was a hint of pleading in her coquettish voice, "Don't leave me, stay with me."

Driven by alcohol, Xu Xiye could no longer control his emotions, he leaned over and kissed He Yufei.

The kiss was passionate and urgent, like a burning flame, instantly igniting the suppressed desire deep in the hearts of both of them.

He Yufei also responded without reservation. Her lips were soft and warm, like a blooming flower, exuding a sweet fragrance that was intoxicating.

Xu Xiye's hand gently stroked He Yufei's back, feeling the warmth and tenderness of her skin.

He Yufei ran her fingers through Xu Xiye's hair, pulling it slightly, as if trying to pull him closer to herself.

"Hmm~" He Yufei murmured softly, with a hint of trembling and endless desire in her voice.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and the touch of every inch of skin was like an electric current passing through, bringing waves of tremors.

Xu Xiye's lips gradually moved from He Yufei's lips to her earlobe, and he gently held it, causing He Yufei to let out a moan.

He Yufei's hands were no longer satisfied with just staying on Xu Xiye's hair, but moved slowly down his back, feeling the lines of his back muscles.

Their passion grew, their hands unconsciously roaming over each other's bodies with eagerness and desire.

Pieces of clothing were scattered one by one, like petals blown off by the wind, scattered messily beside the bed.

He Yufei unbuttoned Xu Xiye's shirt, revealing his strong chest.

He Yufei's skirt also slipped down inadvertently, revealing her white shoulders.

Their bodies were intertwined, immersed in endless ambiguity and passion in this hazy night.

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the two of them.

He Yufei woke up first, with a splitting headache. When she saw Xu Xiye beside her, she instantly recalled the absurdity of last night, and regret and panic surged in her heart.

She got up quietly, trying to get up quietly, as if that would allow her to pretend nothing had happened.

However, just as she was about to get out of bed, Xu Xiye woke up.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and tightly grasped He Yufei's slender arm, his voice was a little hoarse and magnetic:

"Where do you want to go, Xiao Fei?"

He Yufei's heart trembled. She didn't dare to look up and look into those deep eyes. She could only lower her eyelids:

"Last night...it was just an accident. Let's just...pretend nothing happened."

Xu Xiye seemed not to hear. He sat up, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he could hold back a river of spring water:

"Accident? He Yufei, what do you think I am? You have already slept with me, don't even think about escaping."

He Yufei broke free from his hand and said, "Xu Xiye, stop it. I was drunk last night. Let's just pretend nothing happened."

Xu Xiye refused to give in and held her back again, saying with a scorching gaze:

"No, from now on, you are my woman, and I will not let you leave me."

He Yufei's face turned red with anger. "Don't be unreasonable. This is just a mistake."

Xu Xiye looked at her firmly. "For me, this is not a mistake, it is destiny. You must be responsible for me."

He Yufei sighed helplessly, not knowing how to deal with this sudden situation.